Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Than Neil, artist - Nathan Fillion. Date of issue: 12.12.2009
Song language: English
Better Than Neil |
| You know, while you’re all gibber jabbering I’m watching the screen. |
| And you know what I see? |
| Not me. |
| And this isn’t the first not me scene I’ve |
| noticed. |
| Oh, I know Neil’s the star -cute little Neil!- Well there’s no easy |
| way to say this, so I’m gonna sing it. |
| Hey Ladies |
| Sit down, relax |
| I got a story to tell… |
| Every night I lie awake |
| With sorrow in my chest |
| I think of NPH and wonder |
| Is he getting rest? |
| Does he know each second |
| He’s only second best? |
| Tossing in his bed |
| What’s he wearing? |
| Dread? |
| I’m better |
| Better than Neil |
| In so many ways |
| It’s almost unreal |
| Oh sure he can sing |
| And piggies can squeal |
| It’s not a big deal |
| I’m better |
| So he was on Broadway |
| While I was on the soaps |
| Who’s got the high score |
| on «Ninja Ropes» |
| Who’s got a bullet-proof |
| Car like the Pope’s? |
| Look at Neil mackin' |
| So sad he’s so lackin' |
| He makes seven figures |
| And get Emmy nods |
| I make seven layer |
| Bean dip of the gods |
| I’m also in Halo 3 |
| What are the odds? |
| Now my ears are ringin' |
| ‘Cause all the girls are singin' |
| I’m better |
| Better than Neil |
| At so many things |
| It’s hard to conceal |
| Oh sure he does magic |
| Magic’s not real |
| How dumb do you feel? |
| I’m better |
| Neil played a kid doctor |
| Well, so did I, dude |
| But I was much younger |
| And totally nude |
| Neil kept that white coat on |
| Great, Doctor Prude |
| Look there Felicia goes |
| Another deal you couldn’t close, yeah |
| I wink at a woman |
| She needs a drink — Stat! |
| She knows I get everything |
| I’m aiming at |
| Except for the Pope car |
| I lied about that |
| At least I’m not prone |
| To singing alone |
| Look at his smallness |
| Compared to my tallness |
| My porcelain doll-ness |
| My port-in-a-squallness |
| My kids-in-the-Hallness |
| My Pink-Floyd's — «The-Wall"ness |
| My three parts of gaulness |
| My just all-in-allness |
| My wonderful me-ness |
| My hammer — the people can tell |
| That I’m awfully swell |
| While Neil has a weird smell |
| I’m just saying: Purell |
| I’m better |
| Better than Neil |
| At — where do I start? |
| Romantic appeal |
| We both went for Penny |
| And who copped a feel? |
| The true man of steel |
| I’m better than Neil |
| Yeah yeah yeah |
| I’m better than Neil |
| Just jumped off a moving |
| Automobile |
| He plays with his phone |
| While tires they squeal |
| It’s my scene to steal |
| I"m better than Neil |
| Nathan, are you trying to say-- What are you trying to say there? |
| Nothing! |
| That’s just an old sea shanty my mother used to sing to me. |
| My pirate mother. |
| Oh. |
| For a minute there is sounded like you were-- |
| It’s a shanty! |